Earth, Air, Fire, Water, Spirit. Gather round, circle up. Call the circle, cast the circle, hold the space. It is time to call in the guardians, to ask for help, to protect yourself with the resources that surround you. Protection. Containment. Safe space. Guard it well, hold it close, create it within yourself and in the environment around you. A circle holds steady. Linked arms are hard to pass through, linked spirits are hard to break. Don’t be afraid to say no, to guard your energy, to guard your safe space within. When you call a circle, so to let it be guarded, from negative words, pessimistic proclamations, or hurtful stories about others. Serve as guardian to the terrain within your mind and spirit, as well as in your home, friendships, and circles. You carry protection and safety with you everywhere, whether you may call it up consciously or not, there is still a seal, a container, surrounding your own true self as well. Earth, Air, Water, Fire, Spirit. Invite them in. Invite them to dance. Revel in the magic of this mystical, containing union and hold it close to your heart. Guard it with your words, your actions, your thoughts, and your choices. We walk on holy ground. Every day is sacred.
When I recorded the above interpretation a couple of days ago, I then sat in stillness for a while. Again…not sure why I keep doing this…I thought, “I guess I’m not going to see anything different today” and then as soon as I thought it, I saw something new. The woods do talk back to me and they had something to show me…more circles, right there in front of me!
I know it is really some kind of weird “tar spot” fungus disease on the maple leaves, but I once again had that intense sense of symbiosis and of learning so much from this same place every day. I miss my daily “woodpriestess” writing practice. I think it brought something out of me that I needed and I miss it.
In another synchronistic moment, the reading in my Open Mind book for May 16th (the day I wrote the above) was this:
We are the trees of the earth
our roots stretching deep and strong,
the stone of the firmament,
sister to the stars
that gave birth to the soil.
Update: this project evolved into a real book!
The first post in my Womanrunes series is available here. The runes and the names of them come from Shekhinah Mountainwater’s Womanrunes system for which there are no written interpretations available other than the name and one word meanings. I’m engaging in a semi-daily practice of drawing one and then going down to the woods with it to see what it “tells” me–basically, creating what I wish I had, which is a more developed interpretation of the meaning of each womanrunestone.